Heaven’s high

This is for Jilly’s Jim Harrison prompt.

 “I’m unsure if all of me returned” ~ Jim Harrison


When we soared on Phoenix wings,

and the fire blazed, our limbs enlaced,

we lit up the night with garlands of desire.

How cold then the blue earth seemed,

how deep the glassy sea and bland the day,

full of pastel hues.

But turbulence broke the sacred link,

frayed, a ragged hawser drifting free,

the iron pull of the earth’s core called you home,

and I, a spark adrift in space,

hung out in the high of heaven, remained,

my eyes riveted on the eternal

that lies on the dark side of the morning


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

17 thoughts on “Heaven’s high”

      1. I understand. I haven’t had time to do any of the prompts this week. My other book is due in a few weeks, and I still have several articles to read, one to write (!), and the introduction to work on with my do-editor. I should be able to do that in a day or two, right? 😉

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